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I don’t mean for this to be a pitiful blog post. Honestly, there are so many good things that have been happening to me over on this side of the world. I wish the whole of Salisbury could be here with me. And I wish I knew how to handle it the right way. But, the truth is, I had refused to let myself get homesick until today.

Perhaps I didn’t want to be “that girl”. Describe her however you will. The kind that cries when she’s left in her room by herself for the first time, the kid who can’t function because she’s just been overwhelmed by how much she misses home. These are very real things that everyone here has had to deal with. But, in an effort to be the strong one and the one that everyone could come to when they got homesick, I haven’t let any of that out. I always do it. And it always backfires.

I’ve spent the past few weeks with some of the most incredible people on the planet. They are genuine, sincerely lovely, heartfelt people. At first it was a mystery to me as to why I feel so at home with them. But slowly I’m realizing it’s because they remind me of friends from home. People of immeasurable character who have been with me through thick and thin, smoothing over the toughest parts of life with love and loyalty that is fiercer than I can even put into words. Every time I walk into a room full of people here I get excited. Not because it has some kind of Hillsong-y sheen about it. But because I am reminded of what it’s like to be at home. A home I miss and cherish with all my heart.

Maybe I don’t tell you guys this enough. And that’s a sad state of affairs. But I miss you. Don’t let the fact that I’m trying to be super Meredith cancel that out for even one second. I think I love you guys more over on this side of the world than ever. And the fact that I am sitting here in a puddle of every emotion possible is a testament to that fact. I miss my church back home; with it’s larger than life heart and a desire to turn an entire community towards the love of Christ. I miss the friends who would be willing to sit in a circle on my floor and talk for hours over Italian food and Disney movies. I miss the worship team, who have been a second family and some of the most outrageously awesome people I have ever had the privilege to walk this life with.

So now I am going to go do what all distraught teenage girls do. I’m going to go sit downstairs, listen to music, and eat cookies. I’m sending my love across oceans.

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  • AwesomeAunt says:
    August 16, 2010 at 9:22 PM

    Love you and miss you, too! Even though I’m half a world away, I’m right there with you. When you love someone they can be near and far at the same time but the far part sometimes just stinks!

  • Kim G says:
    August 14, 2010 at 3:33 AM

    We miss you like crazy too. The homesickness will go away in time, and it won’t be so hard once you get to that point. You are so incredibly brave, super-Meredith or not.